There's a little sigh, almost a laugh. Quick with a blade, was she? "As the best bloodletting should be."

He remembers himself. "Oh, forgive me. You wouldn't know, I suppose." She had seen conflict, but not the Shattering. He gestures to his mask. "My order was pressed into service in the war, ordered to uphold our oath, and dispense mercy. A quick death, in the midst of the carnage." It had been horror upon horror, but it had prepared them all for greater service.